May My Dao Kindle the Flame of Stars from the Long Night

Purple Sky Palace, Purple Bamboo Grove, inside the bamboo house.

Silence once more fell between the burly old Daoist and the young Daoist.

Li Changshou waved away the scene before him, as though everything happening at this moment had nothing to do with him.

Hongjun revealed a faint smile, yet he took the initiative to manifest behind himself the situation Li Changshou had just pointed out:

The Qiankun Cauldron was refining the Heavenly Dao Will, the Travel Manifest was absorbing the Heavenly Dao Will, and the Dao Ancestor was about to devour the Heavenly Dao in a certain sense, rising above it.

It was like an hourglass. Once all its sand had run out, some terrifying event would occur.

A game.

The two were still playing their game.

Hongjun used this to pressure Li Changshou, while Li Changshou sat there calmly, as if he did not care in the least. He merely lowered his head to observe the situation of the monkey displayed on the tabletop.

"Fellow Daoist... you will not stop me?"

Hongjun asked, somewhat puzzled.

Li Changshou nodded and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, you may act as you please. When I move to erase you later, how strong you are will have little to do with it."

Dao Ancestor Hongjun was genuinely angered into laughter.

"Before this, I had always thought you, Changshou, were exceptionally resourceful and steady of Dao heart. I never expected you to have such a stubborn tongue."

"Your Dao heart has already been disturbed by me," Li Changshou said. "The purpose of this Fake Body coming to Purple Sky Palace ahead of time has been perfectly accomplished.

"You have laid out your plans for so many years. Ending them early will likely diminish their effect somewhat.

"The Heavenly Dao Will has not yet grown